Chapter 74

Dexter

Dante lit up a cigarette and inhaled deeply while Drake let out a pain filled groan while taking the bullet out of his arm.

I'd have taken him to a hospital but I wasn't ready for unnecessary questions, and since he was good at taking care of his injuries, I let him do it.

"Once again, thank you for saving my wife. I really appreciate it."

He nodded, wiping the blood with a wet towel then wrapped his arm with a bandage. I didn't know how I'd repay him but the heavens knew that I'd try somehow.

"It's fine, boss. How's she doing?" He asked.

"Pretty shaken...